Monday, February 6, 2012

A few days ago the boot of my car refused to shut with that lovely click sound that I was used to. I tried many a multiplier to the g=9.8m/sec2 with my bare hands, but the wretched thing just refused to stay put. So finally, I called up the Maruti guys to help sort out my predicament.

Now, I had mentioned earlier how the word “dikki” made me uncomfortable ever since my colleague got severely reprimanded for offering his “dikki” to my European colleague's laptop.

So I called up the Maruti guys and told them that my ‘luggage carrier’ was busted. The person assured me that someone would call in the next few hours and sort out the issue

Sure enough, I got a call from an unknown number within the hour. There was a voice on the other side that was begging for a Strepsil. As soon as I picked up, he proceeded:

Voice: Soumya Singh Gupta ji baat kar rahen hai?

~I let it pass.. My name has been vandalized too many times in the past~